I haven't actually read Breaking Dawn nor seen the film, but if it's as cracktastically Gothic as Cleolinda Jones' parody indicates, I might eventually have to. I mean, that's totally an improvement on the tepid I-won't-bite-you-until-we're-married previous three books.

EDWARD: So… big white bed. Four-poster. Alice said to spring for the filmy white drapery so it can flutter in the sultry tropical breeze. She says there's always a sultry tropical breeze. This kind of place, it comes standard. I feel cold. Do you feel cold? Maybe we should go for a swim first. In the warm, tropical water. Because it's warm. And I'm cold. I'm babbling. Are we going to have the sex any time soon?

BELLA: *looks down, shuffles feet, bites lip*

EDWARD: OH MY GOD YOU'VE BEEN HUMPING MY LEG FOR THREE WHOLE MOVIES NOW WHAT IS YOUR DEAL

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*nod*I fear that's all too close to what happened. It's truly annoying to those of us struggling to write successful novels. Then again, I'm not sure I'd switch places with Meyer, given the number of haters she has, even if it meant also getting her bank account.

But perhaps we writers can take heart in the idea of writing slightly absurd YA paranormals as long as they "ring true" to the youngsters. Maybe we can get rich too!